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May 2014
I miss someone, a girl I used to know;
Who puts a nose on her smileys
Who dances away her problems
Who reads a dozen of books a day
Who prefers her coffee black
Who always listen to her favorite song

Today, I met a girl;
Who sends smile - less messages
Who keeps her problems inside
Who would smoke countless cigarettes
Who likes to drink coffee every time
Who despise listening to a certain song because it reminds her of somebody

Such a chance
I looked in the mirror
And saw those girls as one
romane
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romane
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